HEY Y'ALL, MES AMIGOS, MES AMOURS, IL MIO PIU 'FEDELI RECENSORI. (THAT WAS ENGLISH, SPANISH, FRENCH AND ITALIAN, GOTTA LOVE GOOGLE TRANSLATE) HEHEHE. SO I KNOW, I'M A TERRIBLE PERSON. I TOLD YOU I'D UPDATE SOON, THEN MADE YOU WAIT. I ACTULLY HAD MOST OF IT WRITTEN ABOUT TWO WEEKS AGO, BUT THEN I JUST HAD A SPELL IN WHICH I STOPPED WRITING :( SO EVERYONE SHOULD THANK DIZZY - IN - THE - IZZY FOR GETTING ON ME ABOUT FINISHING THIS CHAPTER, BECAUSE IF IT WASN'T FOR HER THIS PROBABLY WOULDN'T HAVE BEEN UP FOR ANOTHER WEEK OR TWO. THANKS FOR ALL THE AMAZING REVIEWS, I HOPE, NO, I KNOW, YOU'LL LOVE THIS CHAPTER JUST AS MUCH IF NOT MORE :) OH, AND THANK VIKTORIJA SO MUCH FOR GOING AND REVIEWING ALL MY CHAPTERS. IT MADE ME FEEL SO GOOD TO SEE THAT MANY REVIEWS. HAPPY READING!

McAbby

After they left the room and were out of sight from the therapists, Gibbs mumbled something about coffee and walked off. Although she would never admit it, after all they had just discussed, Jenny was hurt that Gibbs hadn't stayed with her on the walk back. Besides, now she would have to face the rest of the team alone. She sighed and walked slowly back to the cabins resolved to the fact that that was just Gibbs, and there was nothing that she, or anyone else, could do about it.

When she entered the cabin she pretended to ignore the fact that there were three pairs of curious eyes watching her every move. She knew they were all hoping for her to launch into an hour long detailed recap of what had been discussed in the session, but doubted they actually expected her to; so instead she merely nodded to McGee and Abby, letting them know it was their turn to be anatomized.

As they walked out of the room she noticed Tony wasn't present and she was now alone with Ziva. There was a few awkward moments before Ziva finally asked the question she would probably be asked three other times that day, "How did it go?" Which Jenny knew was code for "What did you talk about?"

So she replied with "As expected." Which they both knew meant "None of your business". "Where's Tony?"

"Well, unless he escaped through the window and is running naked around the camp, he is still showering." She replied, gesturing to the pile of clothes on the bed.

Trying not to imagine all the reasons for which Tony would leave his clothes outside the bathroom with Ziva, she replied with a simple, "Ah."

They heard the water turn off, and some movement in the bathroom, before Tony shouted, "Hey Ziva, bring me my clothes, would ya?" Ziva's eyes widened at what Tony was implying. She threw them so they landed outside the door.

"They are just outside the door, get them yourself." She shouted back.

Jenny smiled slightly at the blush blooming on Ziva's cheeks.

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Bubbles were practically radiating off of Abby as she skipped down the path linked arm in arm with her therapy buddy. "McGee! Oh my gosh, this is super exciting! I've never been to a therapy session with you before. Well, I guess, I have, twice, for the last two days, but that wasn't just you, so it doesn't really count."

"Abby."

"This is going to be a new 'first' for me! I always thought you stopped having those after your 'first day of kindergarten', but I guess not. Wow, I'm excited. What do you think we'll talk about?"

"Abby?"

"Do you think It'll get awkward? No probably not. There's nothing really awkward for me to say about myself. Well, except for the crazy ex-boyfriends, and the fact that one time my lab assistant tried to kill me, Oh! And that one time I had that creepy stalker following me around."

"Abby!?"

"He tried to kill me too, so I guess there is stuff, but I don't know why anyone would bring that up, I mean, it's not super important or anything, or relevant to...."

"ABBY!" McGee finally interrupted. "Please stop. You're rambling."

"Oh, right, sorry, I guess we'll just have to wait and see, won't we."

Unlike their predecessors, they had to wait outside the room to be let in for their therapy session as Anita and Ralph were going over their notes from Jenny and Gibbs' session.

While waiting outside the room, Abby was fidgeting while sitting on a bench while McGee kept glancing at her, her squirming making him more nervous than he already was. When she began tapping her foot, he lost it, "Abby, please stop!" He said mildly more demanding then what was really necessary. "I'm nervous enough about this as it is." Unlucky for him, at that moment, the shrinks stepped out into the hallway to usher them into the room.

"Hmmm... interesting." Ralph said smiling, glad they were practically given a introductory discussion topic.

McGee hung his head in embarrassment as they walked into the therapy room.

"So, let's get right to it." Ralph said with a smile on his face. He could already tell this would be an easier pair to get to talk than the last. "McGee, let's start with your most recent revelation: What makes you so nervous about coming in and having a conversation with us?"

Poor McGee had a deer in headlights/ pitiful puppy dog/ I would rather be anywhere but here right now expression on his face as he quickly tried to think of a suitable answer that would get them of his tail for the moment. Eventually he came up with an awkward, "Abby is making me nervous," which did not exactly get the amused expressions to leaves the faces of the now curious, captivated therapists.

"And how exactly is it that Abby makes you nervous?"

McGee tried to cover for himself, "I'm not actually... nervous. Just anxious. You know, to get this over with."

"And why is it that you want to get this over with?"

"Well, sorry, but this isn't exactly the way I was expecting to spend my weekend."

"And how were you going to spend it?"

"Is that really relevant?"

"Yes, it is. Now answer the question, please."

When he paused to answer, Abby took the liberty of answering for him, "He's trying to finish the sequel to Deep Six."

"Ah yes." Anita said with pleasure, "Your book, Mr. Gemcity. Let us delve into the covert meaning behind the elevated diction, facetious, ingenious characters and unorthodox ways of the team of a L.J. Tibbs." She said, ending with a smirk on her face.

"That book is completely original!" McGee defended, "Why doesn't anyone ever read the disclaimer at the front?"

"So our good friends the roguishly charming playboy Special Agent Tommy, and the sexy, smart Mossad officer Lisa are NOT Tony and Ziva, right? And Abby is not Amy and you are not McGregor, am I correct?"

"Okay, so maybe I loosely came up with the basic identities for my characters from the team, but it's no big deal!" He said exasperatedly.

"You seem mildly annoyed." Ralph observed amusedly, "Do you get... bothered about this a lot."

"Oh yeah!" Abby said, a little too excitedly, "Tony teases him about it all the time."

"That irks me." Anita said, causing Abby to erupt in a fit of giggles. "What?" Anita asked disgruntled.

"Well, come on, who says irked?"

"Abby you say hinky." McGee pointed out.

"Yeah, but irked?"

"Abby, loads of people say irked."

"Yeah, you just said it like.... three times."

"See, my point exactly."

"Timmy, there is so much wrong with that."

"Hey!" Anita said loudly. "If I knew it would cause this much controversy I would have worded my comment differently. McGee," she said, returning to the original topic of conversation, "how would you describe your relationship with Tony? It seems that there is a lot of unnecessary tension there that shouldn't be between two people who work together."

McGee looked mildly awkward at the direction in which this conversation was going, "Well, lots of people fight who shouldn't."

"Such as?"

"Friends, brothers..." He started, not yet understanding the relevance of the question.

"So, you see Tony as a friend or brother?"

McGee's eyes widened slightly at the question. He put up with Tony all the time, and no matter how much he annoyed him or teased him, he never really lost any respect for him... "Yeah." He replied, confident in his answer. "Yeah I do."

At this new revelation Anita and Ralph smiled slightly, happy that they learned something new about their assumptions. It wasn't just them who saw the family like bond between the members, the team saw it as well.

But, instead of pressing the matter, they decided they would let it go for now and possibly find something more in the next group session... or in the session with Tony and Ziva; so, they directed the conversation back to McGee's book. "So," they started up again, "Do the characters in your book contain any of the same characteristics or thoughts or feelings as the people they represent in real life?"

"No, of course not." McGee lied obviously.

"Really, cause I would say the look on your face answered the question better than the words coming out of your mouth."

"Ask a more specific question," volunteered Abby.

"Well, thank you. Okay, how about the relationships between your characters. Were you possibly inspired by your observations of the team? Or maybe by the way your feel about the team?"

"Like?" Abby pressed.

Anita smirked at her, clearly amused with how much the goth was getting into the session. "Like the relationship between Tommy and Lisa, or the alleged relationship between McGregor and Amy."

"No, of course not." McGee lied again.

"McGee if you don't tell the truth in these sessions, we aren't going to make any progress."

"Okay, so maybe I noticed some... interactions around the office, and there might be a small chance, a few of the ideas were accidentally brought to the front of my mind while I was writing. It's a total coincidence.And I probably way over exaggerated some of what was said. Or done."

"Except for Tony and Ziva. If their interactions were exaggerated even a little bit they would be married."

"Really."

"Yeah, I think if it wasn't for the Silver Haired Fox and his stupid rules, they would be together already."

"Really."

"Just drop it Abby," McGee complained, then turned to the therapists, "She's obsessed with their 'relationship'."

"Well that is all very interesting, but it does bring up a new topic that very much so needs to be discussed." The therapists smirked at the groan that escaped McGee's lips, but ignored it. "Now, I've been hearing about this rule twelve recently. What do you have to say on the subject?"

"Oh, I hate it." Abby piped up.

"Really? Why is that... are you two...."

"What? Me and Timmy? No, I'm talking about Tony and Ziva."

"Tony and Ziva?"

"Well, yeah. You mean you've been in a room with them for longer than three seconds and you can't feel they're dynamic?!" Her questioning of their skills remotely irked the shrinks, until she reiterated her comment, "Not that I'm saying you didn't notice, or that you normally wouldn't notice, only that it's really hard to look at the two of them and not see it... or maybe it's just me, and I know them well enough to know they totally love each other."

By this point everyone was staring at her with amusement. "You seem very confident in your assessment of them."

"So you mean you didn't see it, it is just me?"

"No, I didn't say that."

"So you agree with me."

"I'm not saying that either."

"Wait, so do you or do you not think they are going to break rule twelve?"

"Do you want them to break rule twelve?"

"Of course. They're made for each other."

"You seem very certain of that."

"I am."

"And you think that they will eventually break the rule?"

"Well of course they will. Besides, every rule has an exception... but then again if the fact that every rule has an exception is a rule, then the rule that every rule as an exception has an exception, meaning there is a rule that doesn't have an exception, which is a contradiction to the fact that every rule has an exception.... if that made any sense."

"Okay, now I think you're just trying to distract us. What about you two? Do you think maybe, Abby, that you are using your... obsession with Tony and Ziva as a scapegoat for your relationship with McGee?"

"First of all it's not an obsession, just an interest in my friends' well being. I only want what's best for them, and what's best for them is each other...."

"Isn't that a bit presumptuous?" Ralph cut her off.

"Nope. It's just observant." Anita sighed deeply. She obviously need a more direct approach with this one.

"Abby, I think you should lay off your friends a bit."

This miraculously shut Abby up for a second, "What?"

"Abby, just because you think something is best for someone, that doesn't mean it is best for them. You should let them make their own decisions. EVEN," she said loudly when Abby tried to cut her off, "if it means what you want to happen doesn't happen."

"But, but," Stammered Abby, "It isn't just what I want to happen, it's what needs to happen. When two people love each other, and they are too stubborn to see it, it should be up to the people who care about them to make them admit it."

"And you're not worried at all that there'll be negative consequences for your actions?"

"They'll thank me later."

"And what if you're wrong."

At this Abby scoffed, and turned to McGee, "Timmy, when was the last time I was wrong about something?"

"Ummm.... I, uh, I honestly can't remember." He said,

"Abby, it doesn't matter, really, how right you are. It's their life, and you should stay out of the personal aspects."

"Maybe you're right..." Abby agreed without really agreeing.

At that moment Anita noticed the time, "Well, it looks like our time here is up. But before we go, there is something we need to have you do. As an assurance that no negative feelings, we would like to see a group hug." The response to this little comment surprised Anita and Ralph. Abby practically launched herself at McGee, engulfing him in a big Abby bear hug.

And as they exited the room, Anita and Ralph couldn't help but realize how Abby hooked herself to McGee's arm; and, they wished they had gone into more detail about the relationship between the two, and about what they really thought about themselves and the team. It was at this that they realized, considering how much had been discussed over the past hour, not that much had actually been said,

UGG. I'M NOT SUPER HAPPY ABOUT HOW PARTS OF THIS CHAPTER TURNED OUT, BUVERY HAPPY WITH OTHER PARTS. SO TELL ME WHAT YOU DID AND DIDN'T LIKE ABOUT IT. I CAN'T GET BETTER WITHOUT CONSTRUCTIVE CRITICISM. :) THIS IS ME THANKING YOU FOR ALL THE REVIEW I'M GOING TO GET. *HINT* *HINT* OH, AND DO YOU GUYS WANT TONY AND ZIVA TO TELL THE TRUTH ABOUT THEIR RELATIONSHIP, OR TO HIDE IT? (FROM THE THERAPISTS) I'M STILL UNDECIDED. FEEDBACK IS APPRECIATED. :)